Blaine was officially twenty-six weeks and three days pregnant and he was feeling like complete crap. It was normal since the second trimester was coming to an end. He had never been in more pain in his life. After the slushy incident and his surgery, he was in pain sure, but that was nothing compared to the back aches and leg cramps he gets throughout the day. It was like pregnancy was made to just kill people or something. He didn't know how Quinn did it, or any woman for that matter. Now sitting here in Glee, he looks around at the New Directions, trying his best to pay attention to whatever the hell Mr. Shue was talking about. Peanut wouldn't stop moving, he really had to pee, and if they didn't potentially break a few laws he and Kurt would never make it to the ultrasound appointment right after school today. Plus, he had a huge history test tomorrow that he really needed to study for tonight, hopefully Kurt could help him. Sebastian wanted to get some coffee and catch up tomorrow too to see how things were since they were kind of friends now, and of course Kurt heard about it and wanted to come. That wasn't going to be good, even if Sebastian acts civil, he knows Kurt won't. He still hates the guy with everything he has. He was pissed when Blaine told him that he stayed with him and everything after their fight.
"I think he's gonna blow." Puck says, his words breaking through Blaine's whirlwind thoughts.
"No he's not, shut up." Kurt bites back, his hand softly beginning to rub his boyfriend's arm, "Sweetie… are you alright?"
"No." Blaine answered, shrugging off his touch, although it did feel nice, "No, Kurt, I'm not okay."
"Oh, no." Finn groans to everyone, "Everyone duck and cover. I feel an emotional breakdown coming on. He has one like, every single day at home."
"He's living with you?" Rachel asks curiously, making Blaine tense up. The New Directions didn't know about what happened with his dad, and he really, really didn't want them finding out.
"Shut up, Finn!" Blaine yells, tears filling his eyes, "I'm completely entitled to an emotional breakdown every once and a while! Have you ever had a baby inside of you? NO! It's not fun. Your st-stupid brother did this to me! Why don't you beat him up or something? Pregnancy is inhumane!"
"Honey, Blaine, calm down. Don't shout."
"You don't tell me what to do!" He stands up and waddles out of the room, holding his belly as he does, "I hate you all!"
Blaine goes to the men's restroom and goes into one of the stalls to relieve himself. It's not that he doesn't like using the urinal; he just hasn't felt comfortable with using it since getting pregnant. He didn't know why, he just felt odd. He flushes and goes to wash his hands, taking his time to scrub, letting his mind wonder. Finn was kind of right. He's been lashing out a lot more lately, but that's only because he's so miserable. It's not his fault, he can't help it. Blaine frowns at himself in the mirror and takes a deep breath, reaching up to fix his moussed curls. Kurt was still on the no-gel tirade. When he hears the bathroom door open and shut, he flinches. He sends up a silent prayer to whatever god their might be to please, don't let it be one of those hockey guys, or even one of the football players. They still bullied when they had the chance. When Blaine turns around though, the person standing there was quite a surprise.
"Quinn?" Blaine questions with a confused look, "Um, why are you in the boy's bathroom?"
"I came to see if you were okay." She walks over and smiles softly. Blaine took note that, really, Quinn was very pretty; beautiful even. If he was into girls, she'd definitely be his type.
"I'm fine." He sighs and bites his lip, "Just kind of… out of whack, you know?"
"I do know." Right. She actually did.
He smiles sadly, "Wanna let me in on your secret? Because I really don't think I can do this anymore."
She takes his hand and leads him outside, bringing him to sit on a bench near the front office, "Okay, talk to me."
"I just…" He takes a deep breath and shakes his head a little, ignoring the tears that threatened to spill over at any moment, "It's so hard, and I know Kurt's doing his best to be there for me, support me and whatever, but he just doesn't… he doesn't get it. He doesn't understand that I'm not just carrying a baby, I'm making a baby, you know? And lately I just… God, Quinn, I just… I want it to be over already. I just want to get this kid out of me so I can go back to normal, because really, this whole pregnancy thing is getting old. I wish she would just come out." He takes a deep breath and wipes his face, sniffing.
"You're strong." He closes his eyes at her words, but she takes his hand and makes him look at her, "You are so, so strong, Blaine Anderson. Once this is all over, and you have your little girl in your arms, you'll realize that everything you went through in these past few months and the ones to come… it was worth it. Because you put up with the morning sickness, and the aches, and the constant need to pee…" Blaine chuckles and smiles at her, making her smile back, "You put up with all of that so you could bring her into the world. Kurt doesn't understand, not a bit, but the worst thing you could do is push him away when you need him the most."
"Yeah, I guess-"
"Not finished." Quinn pats his hand and takes a deep breath, "Now, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here, hell, even Rachel's here for you. Guys won't bother to listen, but we will, alright?" She smiles and squeezes his hand, "As for aches, heating pads work, believe it or not. Massages, warm baths too… which I'm sure Kurt would be happy to give you if you asked. When you sleep, sleep on your side and put a pillow between your legs and under your belly, it helps a lot."
"Thanks, Quinn." He smiles more and pulls her into a tight hug, closing his eyes, "I love you. I'm really glad you're turning your life around. You deserve to be so, so happy."
"Ya think?" She hugs back, smiling, "I was pretty horrible. You didn't know me back then."
"That doesn't matter anymore." Blaine pulls back and kisses her cheek, "You just saved me from pushing my boyfriend away, going insane, and probably having an emotional breakdown for the millionth time this week. Old Quinn wouldn't have done anything, but you did… so thank you."
"You're very welcome." Quinn ruffles his curls and smiles, "Let's get back to Glee, Kurt's probably having a panic attack. You know how he tends to worry."
"I do." He grins and stands up with some help, "But that's one of the reasons I love him so much."
"So… I need to ask." She says as they walk back, her own pace matching Blaine's slow one, "Why didn't press charges on those guys who put something in your slushy?"
"Oh." He frowns and bites his lip, looking down, "I didn't… I mean I… they would have hated me more if I did. I don't want any more trouble."
"I understand that." Quinn takes his hand and squeezes softly, lacing their fingers together, "The others might not, but I do. It's easier to forgive and forget, huh?"
Blaine's mind flashes back to his dad and he winces, nodding, "Y-yeah. Definitely."
"Whoa! Look at that! She's huge!" Kurt shouts with a face-splitting grin as he looks at the screen that their little Peanut was being shown on, "She's giant! Hey, baby girl! You're not a Peanut anymore!"
"Kurt!" Blaine scolds halfheartedly, trying not to smile, "Don't shout! I'm pretty sure the freaking moon people heard you. And we knew a long time ago that she didn't look like a Peanut anymore. This is our like, millionth ultrasound. Calm down."
"Fifth, actually." He glances down at him and flashes that grin again before looking up at the screen as the doctor does the check up and everything, making sure she was healthy, "Oh, she's adorable. She has your nose. And your huge head."
"WOW." He scoffs and lets go of his hand, "That was rude."
"Oh, you stop it." He leans over and pecks the side of his mouth sweetly, "I love you and your big head, especially now that there's no gel."
"That's only 'cause you won't let me have it."
"Well, everything looks great." Dr. Michaels announces, interrupting their little banter, "Your daughter is developing nicely, has all of her fingers and toes, might I add…" She smiles at Blaine, who smiles back sheepishly; he'd been asking about that, "And lucky for you, she loves all the attention she's getting. You have some great pictures here."
"Now we know who she's going to be like the most." Blaine looks up at Kurt and grins cheekily, flinching back slightly when he gives a soft slap to his shoulder, "Ow! ABUSE!"
"That didn't even hurt!" He defends loudly.
"Alright, boys." Dr. Michaels scolds softly, "You brighten my day and all, but can I trust you won't kill each other on the way home?" She hands Blaine a rag to wipe the jelly off his belly and stands up, grabbing her clipboard.
"No promises." Kurt says with a smile as she walks out.
"Well that was fun." Blaine announces, wiping the goo from his belly intently, "This stuff if gross. Why do they have to put this stuff on me like that? I mean- mm…" He smiles against his boyfriend's lips and kisses back instantly, cupping his cheek.
"Hm." He hums happily before pulling back, resting their foreheads together, "Sorry. I couldn't help myself. You were saying?"
"We really have to stop doing that." He grins and can't stop the giggle that escapes his lips, "How many times have we cut each other off with kisses?"
"We do it a lot, huh?" He smiles lovingly and pecks his soft, warm lips again, "I just really love you."
"I just really love you too." He teases, bringing their lips together again swiftly, "Help me up?"
"Of course." Kurt chuckles and tenderly helps his growing boyfriend to his feet, instantly wrapping his arms around his waist, "You're gorgeous."
"Thanks!" Blaine beams and wraps his arms around his neck, "You should let me pull my shirt down."
"Nahh." He sighs and rests their foreheads together, closing his eyes tiredly, "It's been a long day, huh?"
He closes his eyes as well, leaning his foreheads against his, "Yeah, it has. We have a class to go to tomorrow and then coffee with Sebastian. Well, coffee for you, hot chocolate for me."
He opens his eyes and looks at him, confused, "What?"
"What, what?" He opens his eyes and hazel meets blue, "You said you wanted to go."
"Go… where?" He furrows his brow, genuinely confused, "I mean… what class are you talking about? We have school; of course we have a class to go to."
"Oh, crap." He laughs a little, "No, baby. I meant a Lamaze class."
"Am I supposed to know what that is?" He bites his lip.
"No, I guess not." He smiles and shakes his head shyly, blushing a little, "I hoping you'd come with me. I guess I forgot to mention it. It's like a birthing class. Help prepare for labor, you know? I thought… I thought we should take it together. She'll teach us techniques with breathing and message and all kinds of stuff."
"Why are you getting all shy?" Kurt grins and nuzzles their noses together, "Of course I'll come. I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Dr. Michaels walks back in and jumps, "Oh! You're still here?"
Blaine turns around and pulls down his shirt, "Sorry! We were having a moment. We're leaving now. Come on, puffy."
He scoffs and follows Blaine out of the room, "Puffy? Was that a crack at my fabulous hair? Well… CURLY! How about that?"
I'm so sorry for the lack of an update last week! I TOTALLY FORGOT. I'm sorry! But we're back on track, guys! And if you have anymore prompts or things you wanna see, let me know(: I'm going to be working on a baby shower and the return of Blaine's father... DUN DUN DUN. Ha(: xoxo